SoMa "Ambitious" September 15

Maka was ambitious. Soul had always known that; it was what drove her to be greater than her parents. It was what drove her to beat the Kishins. It was what drove her to be the best. So why shouldn't she be ambitious in her dating habits? Soul was hardly an overachiever; to the world, it seemed he only wanted to be a deathscythe for the fun of it, not to mention his most recent disaster; this one with chemicals. No one could ever see how much he cared except Maka, and even she doubted him sometimes.

Soul was one of the most driven people Maka knew. It seemed like he was a devil-may-care kind of person to the world, but Maka knew her partner. She knew that when he wanted something, he wanted the best. It was why he wanted to be a deathscythe so badly. Maka knew she wasn't even on his radar when it came to romance; he'd said she was too flat enough times, hadn't he? He would want a girl who was the best, and she certainly wasn't it.

Ambition. That's what he needed; he needed the guts and ambition to ask her out. Sure, she was way out of his league, but hell, he had to try. He'd never forgive himself if he let her go without a fight, no matter how unattainable.

Maka had to be brave. For once in her life, she had to be brave in a non-death defying situation. Sure, it was easy to be brave when faced with a clear-cut challenge, a clear-cut battle, a do-or-die situation. Adrenaline and battle instincts made that easy. But around him? Around Soul? She'd chickened out every time. But not this time. She was going to ask him out, dammit!

Soul turned the corner and ran straight into Maka.

Maka turned the corner, pumping herself up when she ran straight into Soul.

Maka wobbled on her feet, so Soul grabbed Maka's elbow to keep her from falling, trying to ignore the tingle residing in his fingers.

Maka started to topple, until Soul's strong arm gripped her elbow tightly. She tried to ignore the comforting firmness of his grip, and the heat spreading up her arm.

"Hey, careful!" Soul said laughing, enjoying the blush that adorned her cheeks.

"hey, careful!" Soul said playfully, and Maka tried to hide the blush growing on her face. Her hard earned courage was quickly fading.

Soul swallowed, suddenly nervous. This was his chance; but he couldn't seem to get up the courage.

Maka's heart leaped wildly. This was her opportunity. She knew she shouldn't let it pass, but her jaw was suddenly bound tight.

Soul took a deep breath. He just had to do it. Just blurt it out. Will you go out with me? Not the most romantic of things, and there was a (large) chance Maka would take offense, but it was all he had just then.

Maka took a deep, shuddering breath. She knew she didn't have to do much. Will you go out with me? Hopefully the simplicity (and desperateness) of the sparse statement would make him laugh, and up her chances. Plus, it was she could muster.

'Willyougooutwithme?" Two voices spoke at the same time, both rushed and flustered. Soul and maka looked at each other, bewildered.

"Did we just…" Soul asked.

'i think we did…" Maka replied.

"Well, I guess that's our answer." Soul laughed.

"Yeah, I guess it is." Maka giggled.

The pair walked away, and Soul shyly grabbed Maka's hand. In response, she entwined their fingers, and they left DWMA, laughing and exploring this new world they'd entered. Together.

I feel like this might happen...I mean, they do have their moments, and they're kind of both the same amount of oblivious, so they'd realize around the same time, I think.

-Maka